The Wolf Next Door : Chapter 1

"Follow me pup" she demanded. "I want you to know that you are one lucky sexy boy."

I agreed with that statement. Fact that I got kissed instead of meeting St. Peter, spoke volumes of how lucky. Following, I couldn't keep my eyes off her ass. This time, her hair had been bundled and sat over her shoulders so that the view of her behind was unobstructed. We went into the living room, where she sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. I joined her but stared at the wall, trying to piece together what was happening.

"Vance, you are being rude. Look at me."

My gaze turned towards her, and I was astonished to see her eyes drastically different from earlier in the day. They weren't hazel with golden flecks but instead were silver. Dangerous, I felt like a deer looking into headlights.

"So to answer your question and to ease some of your fear, it is up to you if I kill you," she stated. "See, I can outright just rip your throat out. You are pretty tasty, but killing you presents me some issues. I would have to move and honestly, I don't want to. I like your Mom, and I like this city. Unless you call the police."

Crap. I never even thought of that.

"So there are two issues. One, what to do with you and another I will explain shortly. You want to live, and I can make that happen."

"I give you my word; I won't say anything."

"I believe you for now, but threats tend to fade over time. That leaves me with having to buy your silence."

"I uh, don't want money."

"Now, but you have been watching me. I know what you want and am willing to say yes. All your teenage dreams about the girl next door come true for your silence and cease spying on me."

Maybe I should have felt elation. Instead, I felt guilt. Somehow, I had managed to blackmail my neighbor. Though in retrospect, I think she was reversing that role. I thought about the great offer, but it was one I didn't want. For some odd reason, I had the insight to see that one taste would just lead me wanting and longing for more.

"No," was what I managed to say and I swore a growl escaped her lips. "I mean, it's not a good idea, as well as the killing me option too."

"How so?" she said, and there was the sound of annoyance in her voice.

"Well, I uh, well, watch you. I've..." I was struggling with the words. More than once I had masturbated to her. I mean, walking around naked like that, who wouldn't?

"You beat off to me?" she giggled and then put a hand on my shoulder.

I must have blushed too heavily because she began laughing uncontrollably. For a threatening monster, she was easy with her laughter.

"I uh."

"It's okay Vance. I can understand, so is that it?"

"No. Accepting your offer leaves me with a major issue. I get you once, but then, it's engrained in my memory. I would never be able to stop spying and honestly, I would be continual lust after you."

She was quiet and looked like she was rethinking her offer.

"I also can only say that if you killed me, all of what you said would transpire. Can I ask you a question?"

"Yes..."

"Why would a werewolf want to live in a house?"

I was surprised to her look of astonishment.

"That is a complicated matter. I can tell you later about it."

"So you decided?"

"On what to do with you? No, that was your job."

"I am at an impasse."

"I could turn you," was what she finally said after more silence. It was a statement that floored me and how quickly such a monstrous beauty would offer it.

"Um, well that would work," I said.

"Of course, it would. It's perfect, but there is the other issue still."

"What's that?"

She was silent, but I began studying her sweater. It was with lines, and I could tell thick, but I noticed that her nipples were outlined in the fabric.

"They are sensitive you know."

Her nipples?"

"Yes."

"Can you read minds?"

"Not just any mind, only yours."

"Why?"

Smiling, she moved towards me on the couch. Her warm breath smelled of mint and I watched as she pursed her lips. Hormones raging, I figured what the hell. Time to take the plunge. The kiss was passionate, more so than the one when she first entered the home. Our tongues interlocked in a war in each other's mouths. The kiss eventually tapered off, but the sexual tension had only gotten worse. She broke the kiss, and I moaned in disappointment.

"You're so innocent, and it's sweet," she said.

"Werewolf cougar, great."

"Cougar or not, once I begin to change you, we become mates."

"Mate?" I asked in disbelief.

"Mmmm yes."

"Why?"

"You know nothing of werewolves, but for now, because as far as I am aware, werewolves can only read the mind of a mate. Mates, like a soul mate, are rare, like finding a needle in a haystack. This situation isn't my idea of want either, but I am not going to give up the opportunity of being with my mate."

"All of this for me because you can read my mind?"

"Essentially, yes. If that weren't present, you would be dead. Weeks ago actually."

"So that means after you change me, we are stuck together forever?"

"It sounds awful when you say it like that."

"No um, wait it's not that um."

"Look I can wait for you," she interrupted me.

"Do what?" I was confused by the offer.

"I can wait, let you finish school, go to college, you know, have a few girls your age."

It was my turn to laugh.

"No, it's not that at all. I'm flattered, but let's face it, if I were with any other girl, you would rip them to shreds. Plus, I am not a virgin."

"Good, that means you can pleasure me too."

We both laughed. Maybe mine was uneasy, but as I watched her smile and enjoyed herself, the tension evaporated. What was a monster had become a goddess now in my eyes?

"Haven't even seen me naked yet, and you think I'm a goddess?"

I was about to answer when she lifted her sweater up and tossed it to the side.

"It's better if you touch them. They are real."

I had seen breasts before, what teenage boy hadn't. But hers, they were globes of perfect ness. I reach out slowly, feeling the heat of each mammary before they reached the flesh. I could see blue veins on the tops through the golden skin. I squeezed them softly, testing their firmness. They were massive and very perky. Each nipple was thick and my mouth watered.

"Never seen a pair like this before have you?"

"No, never. They are perfect beyond compare."

"You can compliment a lady you know. You deserve a treat."

"Wait this isn't one?"

Laughing, she moved around until she had me pushed onto my back.

"Vance, may I?"

"May you what?"

I felt her hands on my crotch. Understanding, I looked down into her silver eyes and just nodded. Feeling a tug, I lifted my ass up, and she shimmied my pants down.

"Oh my Vance, you are going to be an incredible mate."

Great, compliment on my size. I thought it was too small, but then my fears disappeared as soon as she gripped it at the base.

"Ready for your treat?"

Was she going to blow me? What the hell? I would have thought a treat meant seeing her chest, or at the most, naked up close. Nope, she was licking my dick now, making me moan in pleasure.

"You like that?"

I was about to answer, but then she chose that moment to engulf my cock. There were cries of pleasure from me. Never before had I felt the swirls of a tongue of the head of my member. Then I felt the warmness sink-down my length. Buried in her throat, I wondered briefly of how a werewolf found itself knowing these expert things. The heat disappeared.

"I am no slut, Vance. I am a woman, however."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking that."

"Not yet," she said.

The second time her mouth enveloped my hardness once again, and her tongue pressed hard against the glans of my cock. Shuddering and moaning, it wasn't long before her efforts pushed me over the edge. It was like she knew and as the pleasure peaked finally. Each spurt of cum into her mouth never made it past her lips. She sucked eagerly and even rolled my balls around to get every drop that she could. All of the tense nesses left my body.

"That was intense," I said finally. My heart was racing and then she did something I had never experienced with another woman. She laid herself across my and cuddled with me on the couch. Other girls that I had been with had never done cuddled for a few reasons. One, they often were too afraid to do such actions in any home, so often they were done in cars. Two times was a thing that was never enough.

"I like you, Vance."

I felt her finger drawing lines on my chest. We could have stayed like that for however long she wanted, but then she perked up.

"Your mother's home."

"What?"

"I have to go pup. We will talk soon. Oh, and one more thing."

She kissed me hard.

"She got up to get her sweat, and she wasn't wearing her pants. Just yellow panties.

"When did you?"

"Take them off? Awhile ago. You could have had me tonight Vance, but I got greedy with other things."

"Oh."

"Don't despair; I have one more gift for you."

She was behind the couch and bent over to grab her pants. When she came up, those yellow panties sailed through the air and landed on my face.

"Got to run, enjoy those."

And she ran towards the back door. As soon as that door closed, the front door opened. My mother came in, and I adjusted my clothes quickly before she walked in on me within an embarrassing situation that needed explanation. Barely getting the panties stuffed into my pocket, I greeted my mother as she entered the room.